One Saturday morning a parish priest was taking his morning walk in the park when suddenly a frog jumped in front of him and started to talk:
"Good morning father."
The priest was very surprised to see a talking frog, and he asked:
"You can speak?"
"Yes" comes the answer, "but I wasn't always a frog. I'm an 11-year-old choirboy, exactly like all the other kids, but an evil witch cursed me to become a frog. I would be so happy to become a little choirboy again."
"Is there any way to break the curse?"
"Of course father, I'm begging you, please help me! Please, help me!"
"What do I have to do?"
"It's not much. You have to take me home, and put me into your bed beside you for a whole night."
And in the morning when the priest opened his eyes, miracle, he had the 11-year-old choirboy beside him.
Honorable Judge and Jury, The defense rests.
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